Particles

The sea of faceless people passing through your way, They are the scattered particles of empty space, My eyes are raised to those particles you pass right through, They will gather and collectively form, A sudden bright nebula to be born. Go on and ride your oscillating waves of light, Bring down to earth radioactive warmth and sight, I don't know why you said I was angry when That's just the statement that I live and breathe, I am what I am and that's not what you see. We both continue to float along that scattered sea, While nebulas birth stars brighter than you or me, I can't erase or compute my mistakes, Every passionate phrase it's true I heard, And yet I understood not a word.